Lazy Day W/ Crawf - *ON HOLD*

Part 6: massage & car ride

Crawf and I were just sitting on the couch just watching some regular ol' TV. I was sitting criss crossed as Crawf sat slouched some with his hands in his lap. My knees started to hurt really badly. 1- from dancing for like two hours and 2- sitting criss crossed. I streached my legs out and rubbed my knees. I sucked in air through my teeth at the pain. Crawford quickly turned his head toward me.

"You okay babe?" He asked with concern in his eyes.

"Eh. You know how my legs get. Always sore." I said rubbing my shins.

"Here." He said patting his lap, his motion for telling me to put my legs on his thighs.

I swung my legs over and placed them gently on his lap. I laid down with my hands resting on my stomach as he began to slowly rub my legs. My eyes closed shut, his hand rubbing up and down my leg. Starting from my ankle, up to my knee, then back down. Honestly, it felt so good. I love when he does this. I find it kinda cute. A small moan escaped my lips. I heard Crawf chuckle. My eyes opened and I looked directly at him
"What?" I said putting emphasis on the T.

"Nothing." He closed his eyes and shook his head, smiling.

"Yeah. Okay." I said sarcasticly reaching over to grab my phone off the coffee table. I winced in pain from turning my knee.

"Careful." Crawf said. He started massaging my knees in little circles with his thumbs, with more pressure to loosen the knots. You think it would hurt, but it felt so freaking good. I checked my phone for the time.

"Dude. Its 8 o'clock!" I said looking up at him.

"That's why I'm so hungry." He said laughing. I luaghed at his little, stupid joke.

"Then let's go get something." I suggested.

"Like what?"

"I don't know, maybe we could drive around and look."

"Alright. Go get ready." He tapped my legs.

"I'll just put on your hoodie. Maybe a pair of jeans." I said pushing myself up slowly with my hands to my feet, being careful not to hurt myself.

"Woah." I almost fell, but I caught myself by placing my hand on the arm of the couch.

"Don't fall, babe." He said reacting fast with his arms out to catch me.

"I'm fine." I laughed."I'm sore, not crippled." I walked to our bedroom with a little limp.

Once I got there, I grabbed my dark washed jeans from off the floor that I had just wore the other day. I put those on and talked over to our double door closet. I opened Crawford's side which was the left. I grabbed his all black hoodie with white strings off the hanger. I threw the hanger on the bed and put my arms in. I put it over my head. I had to pull the hood down and pull my long, straighted hair out the back. I fix the hood and my hair just right so it wouldn't irritate me. I loved wearing his hoodies, so did he. They fit me a little big, But it was comfy. I put on my low-top black and white converse to match the hoodie. I pulled the sleaves down just so my fingers were showing, out of habit. I grabbed my phone and walked out our room, closing the door behind me.

"Ready?" He asked me as I just reached the end of the hall way. I stood in front of him.

"Yeah."

He stood in front of the door with his hand on the door nob and his other held his keys and phone. He wore a similar hoodie like the one I was wearing but his was all white.

"You look cute in my cloths." He gave me a swift kiss on the cheek. I giggled as we walked out. he locked the door behind us. We had to walk down three flights of stairs to get out our apartment building.

When we finally got to the car, I got in on the passenger side as he got in on the drivers. He started the car and we pulled off.

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We drove on the freeway just listening to the music playing from the radio. I was stairing out my window down at the city. Seeing all the big, bright lights fill the town in the darkness. Street lights lit up the inside of our car for a few seconds every time we passed one. I felt Crawf reach over and intertwine his fingers with mine. I looked up at him and smiled. He smiled big, showing his perfect teeth, keeping his attention on the freeway. I adjusted myself so my legs were laying a crossed his lap. I did that a lot. He looked over at me, then back to the road. He looked down at my legs and laughed.

"You're trying to get me pulled over." He laughed, keeping his attention to the nearly empty freeway. He fixed his grip on the wheel.

"Nah. You'll be fine." I assured him, laughing. He shook his head smiling.

I found myself glancing over at him every now and then. I couldn't help it. Id stair at him the whole time he was driving And he knows it. He wouldnt say anything about it, just kept on driving. I loved they way he drove. With one hand on the stearing wheel, the other in mine. The way he just kept his eyes on the road, humming or singing the song that was playing. Maybe even bobbing his head to the beat. He'd fix his hair every now and then because it would get in his eyes. I found every little thing he does rather adorable.

•♥•

Crawf took an exit that lead into the city. We drove around for about ten minutes. We passed fancy restaurants and fast food places but we didn't want any of them. We came to a red light. We sat there for a good minute or two. I looked into the distance at the end of the street. I saw a little diner. Only two cars sat in the parking lot. The light turned green.

"Oooh. What about there?" I asked pointing to the small building as we got closer.

TO BE CONTINUED...